Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

"Amitabha, sin is sin."

"My lord Buddha, meditation is also forced by the situation. Please don't blame me. Tomorrow... no, starting next month, I will only eat a bowl of rice for every meal to punish myself. I hope the Buddha will forgive me!"

At the same time, he urged the old monk:

"It's too late, uncle, quickly take off your monk robe and give it to the benefactor!"

"Zhanzheng, Zenkong and I took the benefactor to the high platform to rescue the abbot!"

……

at the same time.

on the high platform.

After hearing that Guan Ri was going to use his self-made palm to ask him for advice, Abbot Shanxuan still had a kind smile on his face, but his heart sank slightly!

Sure enough, the visitor was not good!

The other party made it clear today that they wanted to suppress Nanshan Temple, this palm must go all out!

If it was in its heyday, Abbot Shanxuan would be worthwhile, let alone a mere slap, even a few days and nights would be fine!

But now, he is old.

Not only is he old, but also due to the consumption of too much mental energy in teaching Buddhism, less than [-]% of his strength is left!

After receiving this palm, even if you don't lose half your life, you still have to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood!

But in that case, Liu Jie became a Buddha and the reputation he saved for Nanshan Temple by opening the altar to preach the Buddha for seven days and seven nights would be completely destroyed!

"Why, Master Shanxuan refuses to teach?"

Watching the sun clasped his hands together and said:

"Or……"

"In the past few days, the Buddha's mental strength has been exhausted, and now he is at the end of his strength, so that he can't even make a palm?"

He sighed softly, pretending to be generous:

"If the loss is too great, the poor monk can wait for a while."

"I believe that the onlookers will definitely not mind."

This statement came out.

Suddenly, different voices came from the crowd:

"Who said that? I don't mind!"

"I'm so hungry, I can't wait that long!"

"Abbot Shanxuan, do you want to fight? Give me a quick word?"

"Whispering, just like a girl, a living Buddha at the peak of the Luminous Sun Realm wouldn't dare to take a palm, right? Abbot Guanri never kills, and he won't kill you! If you are really timid, Why don't I help you pick it up?"

……

When complaints arose, Prince Jing Yuan secretly ordered the servants:

"Write down the appearance of this group of noisy people."

"This group of people are making trouble at this time. Most likely they have colluded with Beishan Temple for a long time. They passed on the order of the prince. Afterwards, they were all slaughtered by the eagle dog, and their heads were hung under the mountain of Beishan Temple!"

"This prince wants everyone in the world to know the fate of outsiders colluding with Buddhism!"

An old man dressed as a wealthy businessman responded with a smile:

"Don't worry, Your Highness, this old slave has already memorized everything, and none of them can escape!"

"This time, Guan Ri really stretched his hand too far."

"How about the old slave come forward to rescue Shanxuan?"

Jing Yuan shook his head:

"This is a dispute over Buddhist incense. It is inappropriate for you, an eunuch representing the royal family, to come forward."

"Besides, you may not be Guan Ri's opponent. Except for the little uncle, among the top ten eunuchs, only Eunuch Yan is qualified to go head-to-head with Guan Ri. It's a pity..."

"Eunuch Yan was chopped off by the Emperor Yue, and his strength is not as good as before."

Of the top ten eunuchs in the capital, only five are at the Luminous Sun Realm, one is at the Star Reaching Realm, and the other four are at the peak of the Bright Moon Realm.

Among them, Yan Songyu ranked second, and he was the strongest among the five Sunshine Realms. Generally, Jing Hong would hand over the most dangerous tasks to him.

The old man in front of him is ranked third, his name is Hu Chenghe, he just reached the peak of Yaori Realm not long ago, his strength is not as good as that of Yan Songyu, and he is responsible for protecting himself on weekdays.

"Your Highness, don't worry. When Eunuch Yan returns to the capital, His Majesty will definitely give him the Nine-Turn Golden Pill and enough Vitality Pill to heal his broken arm injury!"

"Ah."

Jing Yuan was not worried about Yan Songyu's injury.

In contrast, he was more concerned about whether Shan Xuan could take Guan Ri's palm.

"If Shanxuan is defeated, the delicate balance between the North and South Temples will be completely broken. This is something my royal family does not want to see. It is impossible for Guan Ri not to understand this, but he still came to suppress Nanshan Temple in person!"

"This shows that he is in urgent need of incense and power!"

In Buddhist practice, only the condensed golden body of a bodhisattva requires such a huge amount of incense and vows!

Thinking of this, Jing Yuan's face suddenly changed:

"Brother Qingshu, maybe I really want to consider your proposal and call in troops to flatten Beishan Temple."

Jiang Qingshu nodded slightly, and at the same time held the hand of his mother, Lu Wan'er.

He could feel that Lu Wan'er was nervous and worried about Abbot Shanxuan.

"Mother, it's okay, the old abbot is blessed and destined to die."

Lu Wan'er remained silent.

She also heard some news recently, knowing that Master Liujie of Nanshan Temple helped her youngest son Jiang Qingyu subdue Beidi, and made great achievements in opening up the territory!

She is a person who knows how to repay her kindness. She has no skills, but she just married a somewhat powerful husband.

So, if something happened to Abbot Shanxuan today.

Then all she can do is to write a book and ask her husband to lead the army to visit Beishan Temple, and vent her anger on Nanshan Temple!

……

At this time, Abbot Shanxuan finally let out a helpless sigh when he heard people complaining constantly from the audience.

He knew that he would not be able to recover to his peak in a short period of time, but keeping everyone waiting for a day or two would only intensify public resentment and make Nanshan Temple's reputation fall to the bottom step by step!

What's more, even if he returns to his peak, he still has no confidence in taking Guan Ri's palm!

and so……

Instead of losing again at that time, it is better to take a slap now, even if you lose, you still have an excuse to find.

"You don't have to wait any longer, Master Sun Guan please strike."

At this moment, Shanxuan forcibly raised the spiritual power in his body, his momentum was rising steadily, and the Buddha's light above his head became brighter and brighter. It looked like a round of scorching summer sun, the light was dazzling and blazing!

But at the same time, everyone felt a sense of tragedy from it!

Obviously, the old abbot is desperate!

"Master Shanxuan's state of mind is admirable!"

"In order to show respect for the master, this poor monk will go all out."

Watching the sun has a compassionate expression, and the Buddha's light above his head seems to be a big golden sun, burning blazingly!

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand with a smile, and gently pushed out a palm towards Shanxuan.

Push out with one palm.

In an instant, the situation changed!

boom!

Everyone saw that the Buddha's light above Shanxuan's head suddenly went dark!

next moment.

Pieces of white snow suddenly fell from the sky, and each piece was as big as a goose feather.

The snow fell harder and harder, and many people were shivering with cold.

What is frightening is that after a few breaths, the entire Nanshan Mountain is actually covered with a thick layer of snow!

Someone looked up and saw Master Shanxuan clasped his hands together on the high platform, his body was also covered with a layer of frost and snow, motionless, as if he had been frozen into an ice sculpture!

On top of his head, the originally dazzling Buddha light became flickering for a while, as if it would go out at any time!

However, the palm print released by Guan Ri rolled up countless snowstorms at this time, forming a five-fingered iceberg, which slowly hit the top of his head!

"Old abbot!"

Someone exclaimed in horror:

"Get out, Abbot Guanri! You will kill someone if you do this!"

"It's just a discussion, there's no need to make such a big fuss, right?"

"Don't kill, abbot!"

……

However, no matter how others tried to dissuade him, Guan Ri never stopped his offensive as if he had never heard of it.

Naturally, he would not kill the respected and respected Abbot Shanxuan in full view, that would only be counterproductive and arouse the disgust of the people!

So he was measured, this palm could not kill Shanxuan.

But it is enough to lose more than [-]% of the opponent's life expectancy!

"Shanxuan, you will pass away with hatred within a year, and Nanshan Temple will be completely trampled under the feet of my Beishan Temple!"

"After you die, Buddhist incense, I want [-]%, not [-]%!"

"But don't worry, after the golden body of this condensed Bodhisattva enters the realm of the Buddha, the world will be a pure land of Buddhism, and everyone will be a follower of the Buddha!"

"At that time, I will build a golden Buddha statue for you, so that future generations can worship and enshrine. I can also promise you that Nanshan Temple can still be passed on!"

"so……"

"Take this palm, your merit is immeasurable!"

Watching the five-fingered iceberg turned into palm prints collide with Abbot Shanxuan, Guan Ri couldn't stop sneering, clasped his hands together, and said "Amitabha".

This Buddha's name, to others, seems to be the death knell of death!

however……

Just when everyone thought that Shanxuan was about to be seriously injured or even killed by this palm, there was a person who led three young novice monks up the platform abruptly.

This person is bald, but wears a mask, cassock, and a golden light on his head.

Like a Buddha.

Although the four seemed to be walking very slowly, they actually arrived in front of Abbot Shanxuan in just a moment.

Then, the man with the golden light on his head slowly stretched out a finger towards the five-finger iceberg transformed by the palm print.

Under everyone's gaze, a little golden light lit up on the fingertips, and then intensified, like a scorching sun burning.

next moment.

The man tapped his fingertips on the five-fingered iceberg that was transformed from the sun-watching palm print.

then……

Everyone saw that the entire iceberg collapsed and melted with a bang, and gradually turned into nothingness!

2 Chapter [-] Sixth Patriarch, You Shouldn't Show Up at This Time

The moment the iceberg collapsed, the golden light above the monk's head suddenly rose into the void like a brilliant sun!